I have a condition. And conditioner. I like conditioner more.

Ok, so first off, I have to go the doctors, because there is something wrong with me. It's comforting to know that no one is completely, perfectly healthy... and that other than this thing, I'm pretty close. Anyways, every once and a while (a few times a week) I get this really intense, sharp pain in the middle of my left rib cage. Because my family has heart history (as in we have a history of heart problems, not as in we all have history of having hearts... even though I suppose that is true as well), I decided to finally get it checked out when I went home about a month ago. It's been going on for a bit over a year but I was convinced that I could overcome it/ it would go away/ I am invincible, so I only got it checked out now. I got an EKG and a basic examination and everything was fine. If I remember correctly, my doctor even said that I had really amazing blood pressure... but I digress. She said that if she is reading my symptoms correctly, there is nothing wrong with my heart, but she was 95% sure that I have a "condition" that involves a splinter of the intercostal cartilage in my rib cage inflaming the surrounding tissue and occasionally pinching nerves in that tissue. I don't know if anyone reading this has pinched a nerve before, but I don't think I have besides this condition. I guess the only way to describe this from a more widespread perspective is to imagine a muscle cramp, then concentrate it into a pencil point. I don't like to complain or exaggerate... but my doctor called it "temporary, sharp, and intensely forceful pain". Thankfully, it only lasts from 1-3 seconds, normally. Those seconds hurt, but they're usually over quickly, so it's really not a big deal. I was, however, in my costume when it happened the other day, and I messed up on an autograph, which made me sad :( Anyways, I thought I should explain this, and I will very rarely mention it because I don't like talking about being sick/other physical ailments. We all have them in varying degrees of discomfort, so I don't see a need to complain about mine. I do have to get an echocardiogram while I'm here at some point, though, so I might say how that goes.
The worst part is that all of these developments are happening 900 miles from home. Even though I won't complain too much/ignore the existence of medical issues, they become more scary when you're dealing with them without your mom close by. This became very clear today when I had a 3 or 4 second long spell and all I wanted was a warm cookie (or something else warm that includes lots of unnecessary calories) and my mom. I think the reason I want my mom is because even though I like feeling, or appearing, tough, I know I can't fool her. She held me in my most fragile state, and knows a piece of that has endured. She's the one who has come to know my weakness in every scratch and every bruise that she has tended to, and who has seen my vulnerability in every tear she has wiped off my face over the course of my childhood. It's true that, for me, there have been far less tears than injuries, but she will always see through my toughness.
Ok, so I audition for the talent show tomorrow if I can fill an empty slot. I'm nervous because I am torn between auditioning with Jack Johnson to show off some more guitar stuff, Lady Gaga for vocal stuff, or   a song called "Boats and Birds" for originality. I think I'm going to ask whoever is auditioning me what they'd like to hear, because I really just don't know at this point. I also don't even know if I'll get a slot... which is sad. I also got re-measured today and get to be another character! Heck yes for the company wrongly measuring me a whole inch and a half!